It’s a strange invasion, is it okay for me to fight back?

Chapter 653 Communication

Ye Zheng didn't say anything.

When she saw that the parasite's face looked like her own, the psychological impact was enormous, so she couldn't help herself and hit it too hard.

The two looked at each other.

The weasel squeezed among them, holding up its phone: "I've thought of a possibility. Perhaps the reason we can't see their names is because they're part of the maze boss, so their names aren't displayed."

Feng Ling asked, "What do you mean?"

The weasel extended its claws and flipped through a page in its phone's notes app: [For example, if a player encounters your second form, with limited visibility, the player can only see your claws or tail, and naturally won't notice the Boss icon above your head.]

Ye Zheng understood and exclaimed, "You mean, the boss of this maze is likely a giant that doesn't exist in the conventional sense?"

The weasel nodded and continued typing: [This possibility cannot be ruled out.]

Feng Ling thought for a moment and said, "Let's go and take another look at the area with the most red dots."

If, as the Taoist priest suspects, these parasites are indeed part of the Labyrinth Lord, then the Labyrinth Lord should be located in the place with the largest number of parasites, just as all capillaries eventually lead to the heart.

The wind-blown feathers summoned the kite, which flew straight to the city center, twenty kilometers away.

Ye Zheng sat down next to her and said, "Neither of us should act rashly this time. Let's observe first and then take action. The entire city has fallen, and the army has withdrawn. This situation is too abnormal."

Feng Ling listened in silence.

The information provided by Banica is limited, and the army has not been able to find out where it has retreated. Even if they spend time finding the army and overcoming the language barrier, they may not be able to obtain more valuable clues.

After all, if the army knew how to deal with the maze boss, they wouldn't have had to retreat in such a hurry.

The kite remained flying low, and the scenery below gradually changed.

The vegetation is becoming increasingly lush. The plants in the green belt are so abundant that they resemble a pot of boiling green soup, overflowing in large swaths and occupying the sidewalks and asphalt roads. Wild grasses grow in the cracks between the bricks, and the traffic lights are also heavily covered by unknown climbing plants.

Just now in the industrial park, Fengling saw that the marigolds were blooming beautifully, but she thought it was just a unique design feature of the park. Now that she has entered the city, she realizes that the plants are all incredibly lush.

It's so abnormal.

The city buildings are relatively dense, and there is no suitable place for the kite to land. After finally finding a golf course, Fengling looked at the lush green grass below, but was still not at ease.

Kites are large and slow to react. If small tentacles are hiding in the grass and crawl onto the kite, the kite may not notice them, and the kite's feathers may not be able to detect them in time.

She made the kite continue to descend, and when it was about two stories high, she and Ye Zheng jumped down one after the other to prevent the kite and the cat spider and insect on its back from getting too close to the plants.

Stepping onto the thick lawn, Feng Ling became even more convinced of her judgment—the plants were growing vigorously, and it was definitely not because of the pleasant local climate.

Rather, it was due to the contamination of the maze.

She turned to Ye Zheng and reminded him, "Be careful of those roots."

"Hmm." Ye Zheng was also cautious, taking small steps while observing the surrounding situation.

The two left the golf course and came to the main road.

There were parasites on the road, each one as still as a wax figure in a wax museum, with only their eyes slightly moving after they spotted Feng Ling and Ye Zheng.

“They like sunlight.” Ye Zheng slowed his pace, his gaze sweeping over a row of shops along the roadside. “There’s no one indoors, so these monsters seem to prefer staying outdoors.”

Feng Ling was also observing, "Since they can come from indoors to outdoors, it means they are capable of movement. But none of the parasites we've seen can move; at most, they can only turn their heads. Can't they walk?"

Ye Zheng frowned and muttered as he looked at the strange and stiff parasites on the road: "...How did these monsters manage to do that? They can't even move, yet they've parasitized so many humans."

Feng Ling guessed: "A sneak attack at night? While everyone is asleep, slowly burrowing into a human's body."

Ye Zheng observed the parasites nearby with a serious expression and replied in a low voice, "Maybe."

They are watching the parasites, and the parasites are watching them.

Some of the parasites began to resemble Feng Ling's face, while others began to resemble Ye Zheng's.

"Here we go again, how annoying!" Feng Ling swung out her bone blade without any mercy!

The steel-plated tentacles were incredibly sharp; a single horizontal slash knocked down seven or eight parasites nearby! "We agreed not to act rashly, observe first," Ye Zheng couldn't help but raise his voice.

"We've observed for a while but haven't come to any conclusions. Why don't we kill a few and see their reaction?" Feng Ling said. "Unless you want to gamble on what will happen when these monsters completely imitate us."

Imitation may be one of the conditions for parasitism.

Ye Zheng remained silent and considered the matter.

At that moment, the nearby parasites opened their mouths and spoke in unison: "Why are you killing us?"

There it is again.

This time, the impact wasn't as great as when I first heard the parasite speak.

But I still feel extremely uncomfortable!
The voices came from all directions, like a disorganized choir, one after another, questioning without any emotion: "Why did you kill us? Why did you kill us? Why?"

Feng Ling was even more annoyed, "It's too noisy!"

She charged in and killed!

Kill the woman on the zebra crossing!

Kill the men in the green belt!

Kill the old man under the billboard!

Kill kill kill! ! !

But there are too many parasites, and we can't kill them all! The streets are full of people, the intersections are full of people, and even when you turn a corner into the street, there are still people!
Why kill us?

Why kill us?

"why why why?"

Feng Ling unleashed all its tentacles, leaving a trail of corpses in its wake!
"Just kill them! Why waste time asking these pointless questions!" Feng Ling said irritably. "You all deserve to die!"

With two loud bangs, she gripped the car in front of her with her claws and slammed it sideways onto the sidewalk!
A child was standing behind the car.

A very young child, no more than three years old.

Feng Ling was slightly taken aback, and the tentacles that were harvesting also stopped.

The child stared at her blankly, then opened his mouth and said, "But we want to live, we don't want to die."

A unified voice rang out from all directions: "We don't want to die, we want to live."

Feng Ling's brain went blank for two seconds.

She initially thought the parasite was similar to the third brother, and that speaking human language was merely an imitation, like a parrot mimicking speech, rather than a genuine use of language.

But these monsters actually told her that they didn't want to die?
Can they communicate? Communicate like humans?
No, that's not right.

No matter how human-like something may be, if it's not human, it shouldn't exist.

Feng Ling steadied herself, her gaze returning to its coldness as she looked at the child, her steel tentacles raised high—

"Those you parasitize didn't want to die either, but in the end, they all died, didn't they?"

chap!
The child was split open, and transparent mucus gushed out. Countless translucent tentacles emerged from the young body, beginning an emergency repair process.

The child lay expressionless on the ground, his mouth still opening and closing: "The people we parasitized didn't die, they didn't die."

"What?" Feng Ling stepped forward. "Where are those people?"

“Here, here,” the parasites from all directions answered. “They have become us, we are them, and you will become us too.”

Ye Zheng, who was following behind, sensed something was wrong and called out, "Feng Ling! Be careful!"

The tentacles on the child's body suddenly grew out of size!
Feng Ling decisively leaped backward, simultaneously using her claws to grab the car from before and smash it down!